Chapter 36 36 "Want to kiss?"
The weight on his shoulders could not be ignored. At the moment his heart was beating, Chen Zan turned his head and saw He Jingsui's furry head in the dim light.
The boy's hair was a little hard, and accidentally touched the skin on her neck. Her senses were infinitely magnified at this moment, a little itchy, and her slender fingers subconsciously curled up.
She didn't hear what He Jingsui muttered.
Chen Zan didn't dare to move. She held her body tense, like a wooden stake for He Jingsui to lean on.
After a while, the sound of He Jingsui's steady breathing could be heard in the quiet and large space.
“…”
Chen Zhan pursed his lips, not knowing what to do.
"He Jingsui...?" she called out tentatively in a very soft voice.
"He Jingsui?"
“…”
The boy's long, even breathing was somewhat warm. Chen Zhan raised his hand and gently supported his head, freeing his shoulders.
She stood up, lifted one of He Jingsui's arms and placed it on her shoulder. She gritted her teeth and pulled him up from the ground, letting him lie down on the sofa.
As they lay down on the sofa, she didn't notice a can at her feet.
When she stepped on it, her foot suddenly slipped and she fell down unexpectedly.
“…”
At the moment of falling, Chen Zan's lips fell squarely on He Jingsui's Adam's apple.
“…”
The person he was pressing under groaned heavily, and he rolled his Adam's apple.
The slow ups and downs startled Chen Zan, and he stepped back from him.
The arm on her shoulder did not loosen, and she was even unconsciously pulled into his embrace.
She was almost pressed against him, their hearts touching in this dim and quiet world.
Through the thin summer fabric, Chen Zhan could even feel the gentle rise and fall of the warm chest beneath the fabric. The steady heartbeat drilled into her ears like the ticking of an alarm clock.
My cheeks were burning hot and my heart felt like it was soaked in boiling water, soft and numb.
She felt that the wall she had built was about to collapse.
After leaving him in a panic, Chen Zan sat far away from her to calm down.
My heart was beating like it was about to jump into my throat.
She covered it tightly with her hands.
Chen Zan didn't dare turn her head to look at him again and closed her eyes. It was difficult for her to extricate herself from the "accident" that had just happened.
How could it be...
Just kissed.
“…”
The warmth that belonged to him seemed to still be there on her lips, and Chen Zhan pursed her lips.
She could even recall the moment their lips touched, the uncontrollable groan that escaped from his mouth, and the slow rise and fall of his Adam's apple as it rolled across her lips.
“…”
Chen Zhan collapsed and covered his burning face with his hands.
It took a very long time for Chen Zan to rebuild his heart which was about to break because of He Jingsui.
She turned her head to look at the boy who was sleeping soundly on the sofa, feeling a little helpless and distressed.
After helping him take off his shoes, Chen Zhan lifted both of his feet onto the sofa.
Then she turned on the small light in the living room, and the soft light illuminated the mess in the corner of the sofa in the living room. She found a broom and cleaned it up, and then cleared some of the garbage and put it in a garbage bag.
The person lying on the sofa did not move. After Chen Zhan had cleaned up everything, he turned his head with a slight breath and looked. The boy had his eyes closed, his clothes were a little messy, and the buttons on his collar were not buttoned, revealing a small piece of warm chest. His two collarbones were exposed in his sight, delicate and beautiful.
There were no pillows on the sofa, and He Jingsui's chin was slightly tilted up, his Adam's apple prominent. As he slowly rolled over, Chen Zhan thought of the intimate contact that had just occurred due to a mistake, and his cheeks flushed again.
As if she couldn't bear it anymore, she ran away.
Worried that he wouldn't be able to sleep well lying like that, Chen Zan went upstairs to get a quilt and pillow from his room, but when she reached his bedroom door, she began to hesitate.
The bedroom represents a private space, so it would be inappropriate to just open the door and walk in rashly. He put his hand on the door handle and then let go, repeating this back and forth several times. Suddenly, he heard He Jingsui coughing softly downstairs.
never mind.
If it's impolite, then it's impolite.
Chen Zan closed his eyes, made up his mind, pressed down hard with his palm, and opened the door of the room.
She closed her eyes at first, but the moment the door was pushed open, she clearly felt the breath belonging to He Jingsui rushing towards her, faint but not to be ignored.
As silently as his breath, it wrapped around her.
When she opened her eyes, everything in the bedroom came into her sight. There was nothing extra in the room, just a big bed, a desk and a wardrobe. The overall color was gray, and it looked so monotonous and lonely.
Chen Zhan didn't bother to look around his room. She walked over to the bed, grabbed his blanket and pillow, and was about to leave with them. But then her eyes flickered and she caught sight of a photo frame standing on the desk. She put down the blanket and pillow, walked over, and picked up the frame. It was a photo of a woman, wearing a beautiful dress with a white bow at her neckline. She smiled softly at the camera.
That smile was somewhat similar to He Jingsui's, and Chen Zan guessed that this should be his mother.
This was the first time Chen Zan heard him talk about what happened to his mother. She didn't know what expression to use to comfort him. It seemed that all she could do was to accompany him.
Putting the photo frame back to its original place on the table, Chen Zhan looked at the woman in the frame. Even if she didn't say that she felt heartbroken, the emotion that touched her heart would show through her eyes.
"I will stay with him well."
Chen Zan carried the cup and pillow downstairs. She placed the pillow under He Jingsui's head, and her fingers accidentally touched his face.
So hot.
Only then did she realize that his blush was abnormal.
He placed his palm on his forehead, and the scorching temperature made Chen Zan's heart sink.
He has a fever.
After covering him with the quilt, Chen Zan went to the bathroom busily to fetch some water. She wrung out the water with a towel and still knelt on her knees, carefully wiping his face.
His lips were dry, and he kept mumbling as if he was dragged into a nightmare.
Putting the wrung-out towel on his forehead, Chen Zhan went to find a cup of water, dipped a cotton swab in some warm water, and wiped his lips bit by bit.
Leaning in closer, she finally heard the sounds coming from his mouth.
"Mom, don't leave me..."
He Jingsui's consciousness was entangled in the nightmare. He frowned tightly and sweat broke out on his forehead. He was like a helpless child.
Chen Zhan felt distressed and tried to grab his hand carefully, but he unconsciously dragged her hand to his chest and interlocked their fingers. He held her tightly, with their palms pressed tightly together, feeling each other's warmth.
"Don't leave me..."
His low voice was fragile and helpless.
Chen Zhan couldn't bear to let down his guard, letting him hold his hand and responding softly, "Okay."
…
When He Jingsui woke up, Chen Zan was no longer in the living room.
His head was splitting with pain, and he felt like his brain was about to explode. He frowned and relaxed for a while, then moved his body. The towel on his forehead slipped down. He grabbed it with his hand and took a look at it, then threw it aside. Some fragmented memories flashed through his mind quickly, blurry and elusive.
Sitting up on the sofa with his arms, he lifted the quilt and put on his slippers. On the coffee table very close to him was a glass of water and a few pills, with a sticky note under the glass.
He Jing then leaned over and took it, pinching the sticky note between two fingers and taking a look at it. The handwriting on it was neat and beautiful.
[You have a fever, remember to take medicine.
There is porridge in the kitchen, remember to eat it.
Next time, don't do this again. Everyone is worried about you.]
He suddenly remembered who the vague people were in those fragmented memories.
The phone shows that it is nine o'clock in the evening.
He Jing then obediently took the medicine on the coffee table, and went to the kitchen to scoop a bowl of porridge. The soft, glutinous and sweet rice was very delicious, and he drank two bowls in one breath.
The feeling of fullness made his stomach feel warm. He quickly ate the bowl and then walked back to the sofa to sit down. He leaned back lazily and unlocked his phone.
There are many missed calls and messages on the phone.
On the anniversary of Ye Qingfei's death, He Jinzhou and Tao Ling appeared in front of Ye Qingfei's grave, which made him very unbearable, especially when he heard Tao Ling say that she was pregnant, he felt as if his world seemed to collapse again.
He couldn't stand He Jinzhou bringing Tao Ling to his mother's grave. The fake kindness and gentleness on that face only made him feel nauseous.
Those memories came flooding back and hit his brain. He Jingsui's hand holding the phone trembled uncontrollably. He almost bit his back teeth and his eyes were cold.
"Buzz buzz buzz..."
The phone vibrated, and it was a call from Jiang Qiannan.
He Jingsui turned the phone over and took a look, then casually clicked the answer button. The unhappy mood in his hoarse voice had not yet subsided.
"Hello?"
"Damn, buddy, you finally answered the phone!" Jiang Qiannan's voice came over, making He Jingsui's ears hurt a little. He subconsciously squinted his eyes, frowned and said "tsk".
"If you have something to say, just say it." He Jingsui was a little annoyed by his noisy behavior. He frowned and looked a little impatient.
"You still know something's wrong, brother? You've been gone for two days. What have you been doing these past two days? I've been looking for you like crazy!" Jiang Qiannan said, "You know we're at a critical stage right now. It's fine if you just asked for leave, but you've disappeared. When you come back, the coach will be the first one to criticize you!"
He finished talking in a burst of words before realizing that there was something wrong with his voice. "No, what's wrong with your voice?"
"It's okay," He Jingsui chuckled and said lazily. He didn't seem to take it seriously at all, and even comforted Jiang Qiannan, "It's a little accident, it's not a big deal. I'll be back tomorrow, just wait."
After chatting for a while, He Jingsui hung up the phone.
The huge living room immediately fell into silence. He did not put down his phone immediately, but clicked on the WeChat interface with his fingers.
He locked onto the avatar at first sight.
Raising his eyebrows, he clicked on it, and there lay the information that the other party was eagerly looking for.
The memory was vague, but he could remember the figure busying around him, the impatience in his eyes slowly fading away.
He sent her a message.
【He Jingsui: Wake up.】
It was almost half past nine. Chen Zan was leaning against the head of the bed reading a book. The warm light shone on her small and fair face.
The cell phone was right next to her, so she took it and opened it.
He Jingsui's two words were enough to make her heart skip a beat.
Then another message came, followed by two "buzz" sounds.
He Jingsui: Thank you for the medicine and porridge.
Chen Zhan finally mustered up the courage to reply.
【Chen Zhan: You’re welcome.】
The message fell on deaf ears, and Chen Zan didn't hold her phone and wait for He Jingsui's letter as she did before. She put the phone aside and breathed a sigh of relief.
As if out of control, the memories of his home came flooding back.
Blushing face.
Chen Zan hoped that He Jingsui would not remember it.
But He Jingsui still disappointed her.
[He Jingsui: When did you leave?]
【Chen Zhan: Evening.】
In fact, she had wanted to leave a long time ago, but he was holding her hand very hard at that time and she couldn't break free.
His words seemed like simple reminders, and she could always recall the scene at that time.
A broad palm, a warm chest.
The palms and backs of my hands are all warm from him.
Chen Zhan's heart was beating rapidly, and he felt a little uneasy.
This unrest continued into her dreams.
It was still in He Jingsui's house, in the dim living room.
The boy's scorching body temperature almost melted her heart, and they kissed intimately on the shaky sofa.
He placed his hands on either side of her shoulders, and as he bent slightly, she could vaguely see his Adam's apple slowly rolling.
She boldly used her fingers to touch it, and her fingertips wet the sweat on his skin.
Her heart was about to jump out of her throat when she felt him approaching.
He Jingsui grabbed her hand and seduced her with a voice full of desire.
"Want a kiss?"
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The author has something to say: Zhe: Although it was just a dream, this can be regarded as a meal for everyone in advance. As for He Jingsui who is in love, I can only say that he is as steady as an old dog.
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